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The chocolate syrup furrowed its brows with great determination and hurled itself out of the refrigerator as I reached for the milk. My free hand automatically shot out to protect this nectar of the gods from falling to the floor. "Gandalf! Noooo!" I cradled the bottle in my arm and looked at the familiar Hershey's label with fondness. "Okay, then, little buddy," I said. "Chocolate milk it is."

chris

chris

Did you name your chocolate syrup Gandalf? Because that part of the story could be taken either way. Also, you need to update your bio -->. You can't stay 23 forever.

Rachelskirts

Rachelskirts

chris: Drat! I caught my age on every other page of the internet AND on every other page of this blog, but I forgot to update the individual entry theme. (Oh, how I need to upgrade to MT4 . . .)

blaez

blaez

i made hot chocolate last night and not from the packet or box but from as "scratch" as you can get when its the coco used for cooking!! :)

seven

seven

Yum, chocolate milk. Mmm, boy.

Lexie

Lexie

Haha, that's so cute. And chocolate milk, yum. :)

gRegor

gRegor

"Stir, you fools!"

Mystery Man

Mystery Man

Good to see you are doing well.

I'm horribly depressed. I am so depressed that how deep my depression is getting could cause the happiest person in the world to feel depressed.

I think you should write and Ode.

Forever a secret,
Mystery Man

PS: I write here because I know, my friend, you will see this. Ponder and think. And at least one person will think of me. Even though you have no idea who I am, I will, without a doubt, cross your mind.